Qin Siyang frowned.
What did that mean?
Did Old Qian have a past he knew nothing about, too?
Qian Wendao's triangular eyes curved slightly.
"I didn't expect you to be so perceptive, Professor Li. You caught even a slip in a single sentence. Yes, I do have a bit of a past I'm not proud of, which is why I know about Harrison."
Li Tianming continued staring straight at Qian Wendao. "Since you know about Harrison, I assume you've heard about me as well?"
Qian Wendao nodded. "Your reputation precedes you."
"Yet you've been pretending not to know me."
"Because, as I said, that part of my past isn't something I'm proud of. Naturally, I'd rather other people didn't know about it."
Li Tianming looked at Qin Siyang. "Can Director Qian be trusted?"
Qian Wendao also turned to look at Qin Siyang.
Qin Siyang thought for a moment before speaking. "I think whether someone is trustworthy shouldn't depend on how many secrets he keeps, but on what he's done."
"Everyone has secrets. Old Li and I have been through life and death together, and Old Qian and I have worked together several times. But neither of you has ever asked about things I didn't want to discuss."
"Likewise, Old Li, I've never pressed you about your secrets. Not prying too much is part of what lets us work so well together."
"I didn't know Old Qian had any secrets before. Now that I do, it doesn't matter. Why stick my nose into everything?"
"As for Old Qian being planted among us by some other faction, you can put that worry to rest, Old Li."
"Last time, Feng Shouben and Pan Youguang nearly killed him together, and no one stepped in to save him."
"Besides, Old Qian has been in this